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She cracked a few joints in her neck, feeling more than ready for a long and well-deserved nap.\n But for a parent, it’s never quite that easy. \n “Hi Mom!” Young Dylan happily greeted his mother, pressing his forehead affectionately against her chest. “I cleaned the house while you were gone!”\n “Aw, thank you so much, Dylan.” Delilah looked around to notice that everything did seem to have a new sparkle to it before she tiredly gave her son a gentle kiss on the forehead. “You’re always so good to me.”\n “I was wondering, would it be okay if we played ‘[i]Poodlewolf: Quest for the Golden Chewtoy’?” [/i]Dylan asked politely as he held up his character figurine for his favorite tabletop game. \n “Again? Didn’t we just play that yesterday?” Delilah responded hesitantly, trying to make her way to her bedroom.\n “Yeah, but it’s a long game. We didn’t finish last time!” Dylan hopped excitedly as he gave her pleading eyes. \n “I don’t think I’m very good at that game, sweetie… too many confusing rules for me to remember.” Delilah gave another more exaggerated yawn as she attempted to give Dylan the hint that she wasn’t in the mood for a board game. “Why don’t you ask some neighbor dogs to play with you?”\n “The neighbor dogs don’t really care for my game, Mom. Or anything else, I’m interested in, really.” Dylan looked down sadly and his tail drooped, feeling like he had no real friends. Which suited him just fine - his mom was the only one that mattered to him, anyway. “Besides… I like playing with [i]you.[/i]”\n Delilah stopped in place, looking at her son with sympathy. The lithe Dalmatian mother understood perfectly well what it was like to be a pup with no friends; she used to be a ‘geek’ like him at his age too. And he always did so much for her while she was at work, like cleaning and even trying to cook, so it wasn’t like she [i]wanted[/i] to refuse - she just didn’t have the energy at the moment. \n “Oh, Dylan… tell you what. Let Mommy take a nap first, and then I promise I’ll continue your game with you. Okay?”\n “Okay!” Dylan’s smiled returned as well as his wagging tail, standing up on his back legs and resting his front paws on his mom’s back. “Can I take a nap with you, at least? I missed you all day.”\n “Of course, my perfect little boy.” Delilah said as she looked back and gave her son a motherly lick on the cheek. \n\n Delilah and Dylan got comfortable as they snuggled in together in her dog bed, and she wrapped her skinny arm around her son’s warm body as he rubbed his fur against hers. She rested her chin on his head.\n “Hey, Mom?” Dylan asked, giving out a little yawn of his own.\n “Yes?” Delilah closed her eyes, feeling their heartbeats thumping together as one.\n “What are you gonna dream about?”\n Delilah thought about it for a moment.\n “I want to dream about… your father.”\n Dylan hugged her tighter.\n “I wish I could dream about Dad, but I don’t really remember him.” He was a little sad that he never got to meet his father, but at the same time it was a bit hard to miss someone he never got to know. “Was he a good boy?”\n “He was the goodest boy.” Delilah teared up a little as her memories of him came rushing back. She saw a lot of Dylan’s father in him. “And I know he’s somewhere watching over you right now.”\n “That’s good.” Dylan’s tail began hitting Delilah’s thigh. She didn’t mind. “I hope I can meet him someday.”\nDelilah cleared her throat with a sniffle, wanting to change the subject as she tried to put on a smile for her son. “So what are [i]you[/i] gonna dream about?”\n “I wanna dream about chasing cats, going on adventures with Poodlewolf…” Dylan’s eyes finally closed as well as he drifted off to sleep. “...and you.”\n Delilah’s heart felt overflowing with love for her son, leaning down with a smile and giving his forehead one more lick before settling in for a good nap.\n “That sounds like a nice dream.”\n\n Delilah eventually opened her eyes again after dreaming of things she could no longer remember, however feeling much more rested than before. She glanced down at her adorable son, still sleeping soundly in her arms. However, her eyes fell upon something she didn’t expect; Dylan’s pink canine penis was fully-erect, and suddenly much larger than she ever should have expected for a pup his age. She had helped clean him there countless times, and nothing had ever seemed out of the ordinary before in terms of his size. Could this be some kind of early puberty? Being dogs, they did tend to sexually mature at a very young age. But a cock of [i]this[/i] size was brand- new to her. She curiously reached down and touched it with her paw, feeling the soft and rubbery texture on his glistening skin. \n “Wow…” She whispered, marveling at the size of it. It was practically the size of an average adult Dalmatian’s. Delilah blinked, snapping herself out of the trance it had seemingly put her in. This was her [i]son,[/i] it was wrong to even consider the kinds of things her imagination had been showing her. Suddenly, Dylan shifted in his sleep.\n “Mh…Mommy…” He whispered, pressing his nose against her chest and inhaling her scent without ever waking up. \n Delilah felt her face get hot as she heard him mumbling to himself. She had been so lonely ever since her husband had passed away unexpectedly from that Pitbull attack. No other males had ever caught her attention as she mourned, but her son… she loved her son more than anyone. \n She felt her breaths getting heavier as she leaned in and gave it a sniff, and her legs quivering involuntarily as she felt an intense tingle between her legs. \n [i]‘I guess… just one little lick… couldn’t hurt…’[/i] Delilah was already drooling profusely as she stuck out her tongue, letting out a light whimper of pleasure as she slowly dragged her tongue across his length. Dylan gave a sleepy giggle in his sleep at the sensation of her warm breath on his groin, shifting forwards and opening his legs more for her as he continued dreaming. \n Delilah’s heart was pumping fast and hard at this point as she gazed at her son’s impressive cock, feeling herself becoming increasingly wet with each passing second. She couldn’t take it any more; she knew what she wanted, but she had to be discreet about it. Having come up with an idea, Delilah rolled onto her back and gently pulled up her little Dylan on top of her as he slept, spreading her legs wide and positioning him so that his cock was pressed against her sopping wet Dalmatian cookie. \n “Oh, goodness… my sweet little baby boy…” Delilah huffed softly as she felt his girth grinding against her, feeling a shiver of ecstasy run up her spine as it throbbed and pulsed warmly into it. “Just… a little… more…”\nShe adjusted her hips to meet his, gasping with intense bliss as she felt her son enter her for the first time. “Oh, Dylan…”\n Dylan’s eyes slowly opened, his ears perking up at the sound of his name.\n “Mhh… Mommy? What’s-” He looked down, noticing that his penis was inside his mom. He didn’t fully understand yet what breeding was, but he was a smart puppy - he knew that something about this felt inappropriate. “W-what am I doing?!”\n “Shh, it’s okay, honey. You got on top of me in your sleep.” Delilah smiled back at him reassuringly, though she was being more than a little dishonest. “You must’ve been having a really good dream.”\n “I-I’m sorry, Mom…” Dylan blushed - he truthfully was dreaming about his mother, but they weren’t doing anything like [i]this[/i]. He tried pulling himself out to avoid any more awkwardness, but was stopped when Delilah brushed her paw against his cheek.\n “It’s okay, Dylan.” She pressed her nose against his, looking into her son’s eyes. “You know how we have our tickle games sometimes? This is a very [i]special[/i] ‘tickle game’, and now that we’ve both had a nice long nap, I’d [i]love[/i] to play this with you.”\n Dylan thought about it for a moment, as he still wasn’t entirely sure; it certainly felt good to be inside his mom like this, but he had a strong feeling that he wasn’t supposed to be doing this. \n “I’ll promise I’ll play Poodlewolf with you for as long as you want when you’re done~”\n That was enough for Dylan to change his mind. \n “Okay!” He said excitedly as he pressed his hips further into his mother, earning a sharp moan from her in response. \n Delilah’s eyes began to roll up into her head when she felt Dylan’s cock slide in and out of her tunnel, surprised at how eagerly he was already humping her. She gritted her sharp canine teeth and let out a hiss of pleasure through them, bucking her hips slightly into her son’s as he stretched her out. \n “That’s it, Dylan, keep going just like that! Mommy feels so good when you tickle her insides!” The Dalmatian mother’s stomach was bulging slightly as her son thoroughly fucked her deep, wriggling her hips back and forth slightly to feel his length in every corner and drive of her pussy.\n “I love you, Mom!” Dylan groaned as his pace became faster, accidentally slipping his knot inside.\n “Oh I love you too, Dylan! I love you so much! Faster! Tickle me faster!” Delilah felt his knot enter her folds, but she didn’t care; she was having far too much fun feeling like a woman again.\n Dylan obeyed, slapping his hips into hers as fast as his little puppy body would allow him. Whatever this was, this was the most fun he’d ever had. Even more fun than playing Poodlewolf. \n As he pounded his mother, he slowly began to feel a strange feeling building up at the bottom of his spine.\n“M-Mom, I… I feel… funny…” Dylan felt as though he couldn’t process his own thoughts as the sensation intensified.\n “M-me too, Dylan! Just please keep going, and don’t stop tickling me! You’ll know when… kn-know when-!” Delilah’s mind was becoming hazy as well, with nothing but the thought of breeding on her mind as her arms moved seemingly on their own to hold Dylan tightly against her. Dylan leaned his head sown and suckled on one of her nipples as the pressure inside him became too much to bear, his body stiffening and spasms as he experienced his very first orgasm. Delilah reached her climax as well, her walls clenching around her son’s cock to ensure she took every drop of his seed. \n As they came down from their intense highs, Delilah and Dylan held each other closely as they hugged; they had never felt more connected with each other.\n “You’re such a good boy…” Delilah gave her son’s face several licks as she sighed contently, drowning his senses with the sweet scent of her breath. “You’re so good to me…”\n Dylan simply smiled, giving her face several licks in return.\n “Alright, I promised we’d play Poodlewolf, so let’s play Poodlewolf.” The Dalmatian mother smiled as she stretched her back and limbs. \n “Actually,” Dylan blushed, beginning to move his hips again as he was still inside her. “I think I’d rather keep playing [i]this[/i] game.”\n Delilah had no objections. \n\n The next two months were eventful, to say the least. Delilah met another Dalmatian named Doug shortly afterwards, and the two fell in love with each other. However, Delilah quickly came to the horrible realization that she was pregnant, and Doug wasn’t the father. He [i]couldn’t[/i] have been. So to save her new relationship as well as protect her son from the truth, Delilah took her relationship with Doug to the next level. And once she was visibly pregnant, she conveniently was able to give Doug all the credit - and responsibility - for it. \n\n “Do you know how puppies are made?” Little Dolly asked her new step-brother Dylan as the two young pups waited outside the room where their mother was about to give birth with Doug by her side.\n“I’m not really sure. Mom told me a stork brings them, but I’ve talked to storks before and they’ve said they don’t know anything about it.” Dylan shrugged, having no idea that he was going to be a father in a matter of minutes. \n “Maybe it’s a [i]special[/i] stork. Like the ‘Easter Bunny’ of storks or something.” Dolly laughed cutely to herself as she imagined a stork with rabbit ears and buck teeth.\n “Hmm… maybe.” Dylan was never one to believe in real magic like that, as he was more of a logical thinker. But regardless, the miracle of puppy-birth was still a mystery to him. \n\n After some time had passed, their father Doug came back out.\n “Hey, you two! Do you wanna meet your new brothers and sisters?” He asked with an excited expression glued to his face.\n\n “Aw, they’re so cute, Mom!” As Dylan looked lovingly at all the puppies before him, he noticed that quite a few of them looked a lot like him. He thought nothing of it, though; it would only make sense that his mom’s puppies would look similar to him, since [i]he[/i] was one of her puppies too after all. But even then, something deep in his canine brain seemed as though it were sending him mixed signals. He felt a strange instinctual sense of responsibility mixed with the kind of pride that a father would feel looking at his own children. He shrugged it off, however, assuming it was just because he was officially a big brother now. \n Delilah’s tired eyes focused on Dylan as he looked at each of their pups, hoping he wouldn’t catch on. Maybe someday she would explain the truth to him. But not today. For now, all Delilah wanted was rest. \n “Doug, Dolly, do you think you could give us some time alone?” Delilah looked up at her new husband and step-daughter. “I just need some peace and quiet with my pups for a while.”\n The two nodded politely, with Dylan following close behind before Delilah stopped him.\n [i]“All[/i] of my pups.”\n Her son smiled, returning to his mother’s side and resting his chin on her.\n “What are their names?” He asked softly, not wanting to disturb the newborns. .\n “Oh, I haven’t decided that quite yet.” Delilah gave her puppies’ secret father a gentle lick on his face. “In fact, I think [i]you[/i] should name the first one.”\n Dylan’s eyes fell on a puppy that was looking back up at him inquisitively, like it was already researching the world around him. Something about his curious nature reminded him of a well-known human biologist Dylan had been learning about from the many science books he’d been reading. \n\n “This one is… Dawkins.”", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "            Delilah stretched her long and limber legs as she entered the front door of her home, giving out an exhausted yawn from a long day’s work at the local hospital. She cracked a few joints in her neck, feeling more than ready for a long and well-deserved nap.
            But for a parent, it’s never quite that easy.
            “Hi Mom!” Young Dylan happily greeted his mother, pressing his forehead affectionately against her chest. “I cleaned the house while you were gone!”
            “Aw, thank you so much, Dylan.” Delilah looked around to notice that everything did seem to have a new sparkle to it before she tiredly gave her son a gentle kiss on the forehead. “You’re always so good to me.”
            “I was wondering, would it be okay if we played ‘Poodlewolf: Quest for the Golden Chewtoy’?” Dylan asked politely as he held up his character figurine for his favorite tabletop game.
            “Again? Didn’t we just play that yesterday?” Delilah responded hesitantly, trying to make her way to her bedroom.
            “Yeah, but it’s a long game. We didn’t finish last time!” Dylan hopped excitedly as he gave her pleading eyes.
            “I don’t think I’m very good at that game, sweetie… too many confusing rules for me to remember.” Delilah gave another more exaggerated yawn as she attempted to give Dylan the hint that she wasn’t in the mood for a board game. “Why don’t you ask some neighbor dogs to play with you?”
            “The neighbor dogs don’t really care for my game, Mom. Or anything else, I’m interested in, really.” Dylan looked down sadly and his tail drooped, feeling like he had no real friends. Which suited him just fine - his mom was the only one that mattered to him, anyway. “Besides… I like playing with you.”
            Delilah stopped in place, looking at her son with sympathy. The lithe Dalmatian mother understood perfectly well what it was like to be a pup with no friends; she used to be a ‘geek’ like him at his age too. And he always did so much for her while she was at work, like cleaning and even trying to cook, so it wasn’t like she wanted to refuse - she just didn’t have the energy at the moment.
            “Oh, Dylan… tell you what. Let Mommy take a nap first, and then I promise I’ll continue your game with you. Okay?”
            “Okay!” Dylan’s smiled returned as well as his wagging tail, standing up on his back legs and resting his front paws on his mom’s back. “Can I take a nap with you, at least? I missed you all day.”
            “Of course, my perfect little boy.” Delilah said as she looked back and gave her son a motherly lick on the cheek.

            Delilah and Dylan got comfortable as they snuggled in together in her dog bed, and she wrapped her skinny arm around her son’s warm body as he rubbed his fur against hers. She rested her chin on his head.
            “Hey, Mom?” Dylan asked, giving out a little yawn of his own.
            “Yes?” Delilah closed her eyes, feeling their heartbeats thumping together as one.
            “What are you gonna dream about?”
            Delilah thought about it for a moment.
            “I want to dream about… your father.”
            Dylan hugged her tighter.
            “I wish I could dream about Dad, but I don’t really remember him.” He was a little sad that he never got to meet his father, but at the same time it was a bit hard to miss someone he never got to know. “Was he a good boy?”
            “He was the goodest boy.” Delilah teared up a little as her memories of him came rushing back. She saw a lot of Dylan’s father in him.  “And I know he’s somewhere watching over you right now.”
            “That’s good.” Dylan’s tail began hitting Delilah’s thigh. She didn’t mind. “I hope I can meet him someday.”
Delilah cleared her throat with a sniffle, wanting to change the subject as she tried to put on a smile for her son. “So what are you gonna dream about?”
            “I wanna dream about chasing cats, going on adventures with Poodlewolf…” Dylan’s eyes finally closed as well as he drifted off to sleep. “...and you.”
            Delilah’s heart felt overflowing with love for her son, leaning down with a smile and giving his forehead one more lick before settling in for a good nap.
            “That sounds like a nice dream.”

            Delilah eventually opened her eyes again after dreaming of things she could no longer remember, however feeling much more rested than before. She glanced down at her adorable son, still sleeping soundly in her arms. However, her eyes fell upon something she didn’t expect; Dylan’s pink canine penis was fully-erect, and suddenly much larger than she ever should have expected for a pup his age. She had helped clean him there countless times, and nothing had ever seemed out of the ordinary before in terms of his size. Could this be some kind of early puberty? Being dogs, they did tend to sexually mature at a very young age. But a cock of this size was brand- new to her. She curiously reached down and touched it with her paw, feeling the soft and rubbery texture on his glistening skin.
            “Wow…” She whispered, marveling at the size of it. It was practically the size of an average adult Dalmatian’s. Delilah blinked, snapping herself out of the trance it had seemingly put her in. This was her son, it was wrong to even consider the kinds of things her imagination had been showing her. Suddenly, Dylan shifted in his sleep.
            “Mh…Mommy…” He whispered, pressing his nose against her chest and inhaling her scent without ever waking up.
            Delilah felt her face get hot as she heard him mumbling to himself. She had been so lonely ever since her husband had passed away unexpectedly from that Pitbull attack. No other males had ever caught her attention as she mourned, but her son… she loved her son more than anyone.
            She felt her breaths getting heavier as she leaned in and gave it a sniff, and her legs quivering involuntarily as she felt an intense tingle between her legs.
            ‘I guess… just one little lick… couldn’t hurt…’ Delilah was already drooling profusely as she stuck out her tongue, letting out a light whimper of pleasure as she slowly dragged her tongue across his length. Dylan gave a sleepy giggle in his sleep at the sensation of her warm breath on his groin, shifting forwards and opening his legs more for her as he continued dreaming.
            Delilah’s heart was pumping fast and hard at this point as she gazed at her son’s impressive cock, feeling herself becoming increasingly wet with each passing second. She couldn’t take it any more; she knew what she wanted, but she had to be discreet about it. Having come up with an idea, Delilah rolled onto her back and gently pulled up her little Dylan on top of her as he slept, spreading her legs wide and positioning him so that his cock was pressed against her sopping wet Dalmatian cookie.  
            “Oh, goodness… my sweet little baby boy…” Delilah huffed softly as she felt his girth grinding against her, feeling a shiver of ecstasy run up her spine as it throbbed and pulsed warmly into it. “Just… a little… more…”
She adjusted her hips to meet his, gasping with intense bliss as she felt her son enter her for the first time. “Oh, Dylan…”
            Dylan’s eyes slowly opened, his ears perking up at the sound of his name.
            “Mhh… Mommy? What’s-” He looked down, noticing that his penis was inside his mom. He didn’t fully understand yet what breeding was, but he was a smart puppy - he knew that something about this felt inappropriate. “W-what am I doing?!”
            “Shh, it’s okay, honey. You got on top of me in your sleep.” Delilah smiled back at him reassuringly, though she was being more than a little dishonest. “You must’ve been having a really good dream.”
            “I-I’m sorry, Mom…” Dylan blushed - he truthfully was dreaming about his mother, but they weren’t doing anything like this. He tried pulling himself out to avoid any more awkwardness, but was stopped when Delilah brushed her paw against his cheek.
            “It’s okay, Dylan.” She pressed her nose against his, looking into her son’s eyes. “You know how we have our tickle games sometimes? This is a very special ‘tickle game’, and now that we’ve both had a nice long nap, I’d love to play this with you.”
            Dylan thought about it for a moment, as he still wasn’t entirely sure; it certainly felt good to be inside his mom like this, but he had a strong feeling that he wasn’t supposed to be doing this.
            “I’ll promise I’ll play Poodlewolf with you for as long as you want when you’re done~”
            That was enough for Dylan to change his mind.
            “Okay!” He said excitedly as he pressed his hips further into his mother, earning a sharp moan from her in response.
            Delilah’s eyes began to roll up into her head when she felt Dylan’s cock slide in and out of her tunnel, surprised at how eagerly he was already humping her. She gritted her sharp canine teeth and let out a hiss of pleasure through them, bucking her hips slightly into her son’s as he stretched her out.
            “That’s it, Dylan, keep going just like that! Mommy feels so good when you tickle her insides!” The Dalmatian mother’s stomach was bulging slightly as her son thoroughly fucked her deep, wriggling her hips back and forth slightly to feel his length in every corner and drive of her pussy.
            “I love you, Mom!” Dylan groaned as his pace became faster, accidentally slipping his knot inside.
            “Oh I love you too, Dylan! I love you so much! Faster! Tickle me faster!” Delilah felt his knot enter her folds, but she didn’t care; she was having far too much fun feeling like a woman again.
            Dylan obeyed, slapping his hips into hers as fast as his little puppy body would allow him. Whatever this was, this was the most fun he’d ever had. Even more fun than playing Poodlewolf.
            As he pounded his mother, he slowly began to feel a strange feeling building up at the bottom of his spine.
“M-Mom, I… I feel… funny…” Dylan felt as though he couldn’t process his own thoughts as the sensation intensified.
            “M-me too, Dylan! Just please keep going, and don’t stop tickling me! You’ll know when… kn-know when-!” Delilah’s mind was becoming hazy as well, with nothing but the thought of breeding on her mind as her arms moved seemingly on their own to hold Dylan tightly against her. Dylan leaned his head sown and suckled on one of her nipples as the pressure inside him became too much to bear, his body stiffening and spasms as he experienced his very first orgasm. Delilah reached her climax as well, her walls clenching around her son’s cock to ensure she took every drop of his seed.
            As they came down from their intense highs, Delilah and Dylan held each other closely as they hugged; they had never felt more connected with each other.
            “You’re such a good boy…” Delilah gave her son’s face several licks as she sighed contently, drowning his senses with the sweet scent of her breath. “You’re so good to me…”
            Dylan simply smiled, giving her face several licks in return.
            “Alright, I promised we’d play Poodlewolf, so let’s play Poodlewolf.” The Dalmatian mother smiled as she stretched her back and limbs.
            “Actually,” Dylan blushed, beginning to move his hips again as he was still inside her. “I think I’d rather keep playing this game.”
            Delilah had no objections.

            The next two months were eventful, to say the least. Delilah met another Dalmatian named Doug shortly afterwards, and the two fell in love with each other. However, Delilah quickly came to the horrible realization that she was pregnant, and Doug wasn’t the father. He couldn’t have been. So to save her new relationship as well as protect her son from the truth, Delilah took her relationship with Doug to the next level. And once she was visibly pregnant, she conveniently was able to give Doug all the credit - and responsibility - for it.

            “Do you know how puppies are made?” Little Dolly asked her new step-brother Dylan as the two young pups waited outside the room where their mother was about to give birth with Doug by her side.
“I’m not really sure. Mom told me a stork brings them, but I’ve talked to storks before and they’ve said they don’t know anything about it.” Dylan shrugged, having no idea that he was going to be a father in a matter of minutes.
            “Maybe it’s a special stork. Like the ‘Easter Bunny’ of storks or something.” Dolly laughed cutely to herself as she imagined a stork with rabbit ears and buck teeth.
            “Hmm… maybe.” Dylan was never one to believe in real magic like that, as he was more of a logical thinker. But regardless, the miracle of puppy-birth was still a mystery to him.

            After some time had passed, their father Doug came back out.
            “Hey, you two! Do you wanna meet your new brothers and sisters?” He asked with an excited expression glued to his face.

            “Aw, they’re so cute, Mom!” As Dylan looked lovingly at all the puppies before him, he noticed that quite a few of them looked a lot like him. He thought nothing of it, though; it would only make sense that his mom’s puppies would look similar to him, since he was one of her puppies too after all. But even then, something deep in his canine brain seemed as though it were sending him mixed signals. He felt a strange instinctual sense of responsibility mixed with the kind of pride that a father would feel looking at his own children. He shrugged it off, however, assuming it was just because he was officially a big brother now.
            Delilah’s tired eyes focused on Dylan as he looked at each of their pups, hoping he wouldn’t catch on. Maybe someday she would explain the truth to him. But not today. For now, all Delilah wanted was rest.
            “Doug, Dolly, do you think you could give us some time alone?” Delilah looked up at her new husband and step-daughter. “I just need some peace and quiet with my pups for a while.”
            The two nodded politely, with Dylan following close behind before Delilah stopped him.
            “All of my pups.”
            Her son smiled, returning to his mother’s side and resting his chin on her.
            “What are their names?” He asked softly, not wanting to disturb the newborns. .
            “Oh, I haven’t decided that quite yet.” Delilah gave her puppies’ secret father a gentle lick on his face. “In fact, I think you should name the first one.”
            Dylan’s eyes fell on a puppy that was looking back up at him inquisitively, like it was already researching the world around him. Something about his curious nature reminded him of a well-known human biologist Dylan had been learning about from the many science books he’d been reading.

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